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About EPRobles

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love...
October 20, 2021

WE AWAKE AND SLEEP AND GROW

By EPRobles

WHEN I AWAKE i find all my dreams were awake
she sleeps and my days are mysterious
And within my mirror i cry for no one

She awakes and dreams of days of love
and within her eyes there’s nothing
crying for no one — she says home

You go out and work for food.

The day breaks into evening and when
you come home the tears are for no one.
She cries and you weep silently.

We wake up and we make up.

Finding Love that grows stronger
as we realize we love each other
and need each other to grow in life.

:: 10.19.2021 ::

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October 19, 2021

UNTITLED

By EPRobles

IN satin and lace, as amiable as you are proud, wise, generous, and innocent.

You were buried next to her by an agent of the U.S. Department of Agriculture, who scanned your father’s farm corned beef with all the trimmings, may God rest her forsaken soul, for it is all of us.  

She forsook; and I shall never forget her sputtering embers, and then the little mound.

Yes, my little rum runners, she had defective tear ducts and could weep only iced tea.

She had petticoats beneath her eyelids. And in her last years she found ball bearings in her beehive puddings, she swore allegiance to Abyssinia. What should I have done?

I played the piano and scrambled eggs.

I had to navigate carefully around her brain’s avalanche lest even a decent finale be forfeited.

And her beauty is still evermore. You see, as she was dying, I led each of you to her side, one by one she scorched you with her radiance.

And she is ever with us in our acetylene leisure.

But you are beautiful, and I, a slave to a heap of cinders.

The Dream Police.

:: 10.19.2021 ::

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October 19, 2021

MOWING LIES

By EPRobles

We must meet in a toast you gave to me that other morning in the wood where the boughs of the woodlot are ragged and snagged with ice.

When you were gone I filled a glass with water and put the sunflower seeds in it and made this toast to you.

And then I wiped the water off of my cheek and put the sunflower seeds in a pile on the counter, and put the water in the sink.

When you came back that afternoon I told you that you should stick your fist out of the car window to prove that you were alive.

I wondered if you heard.

We must mow a grass lot of lies through, we will be mowing that grass lot a grass lot, lying.

It will be grass, lying on a hay, who at the base of that hay, dead in all her glory of flying away.

There will be broken pictures left where they fall, so many broken pictures that they fall to one side and miss the pictures they meet and forget about those they lose.

And then we will be mowing that grass lot a grass lot, lying.

:: 10.19.2021 ::

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October 17, 2021

LIFE’S PUZZLE

By EPRobles

I chanced upon an exquisite puzzle one day

It was TINY in size and easy to touch

I did not want to figure it out
but just to hold…

\I turned it this way, that way
— any way it would move! /

And at times interlocking pieces
would come and go.

Eventually I closed my eyes
and relied on touch and faith
and found it much easier to navigate
Life is such, that way.

simplicity.

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October 17, 2021

DOG BARKED

By EPRobles
The night’s silence. Cat absorbed the evil of worse feelings. fifteen stories of pure kumrads die because they’re told. how we felt so cold in this still air; still the arabian sands move. Anciently slow. IF there was a softly spoken voice who called this Soul i awoke in dream///nothing here to see\\ like a black bird there is no one as me — i taste a shaded darkness as me of intention within a terrible desire ///make me so cold air so still nothing to fear \ are you breathing the real. EVERYTHING i woke for and everything i long for is so damn far and everything so far — help me everything i fought for everything i cried for in my face was written in my name oh feel the same all within me… everything i hope for and everything i long for is just to0 long away to make me living. within me. :: 10.17.2021 :: DOG BARKED DOG barked. The night’s silence. Cat absorbed the evil of worse feelings. fifteen stories of pure kumrads die because they’re told. how we felt so cold in this still air; still the arabian sands move. Anciently slow. IF there was a softly spoken voice who called this Soul i awoke in dream///nothing here to see\\\ like a black bird there is no one as me — i taste a shaded darkness as me of intention within a terrible desire ///make me so cold air so still nothing to fear \\ are you breathing the real. EVERYTHING i woke for and everything i long for is so damn far and everything so far — help me everything i fought for everything i cried for in my face was written in my name oh feel the same all within me… everything i hope for and everything i long for is just to0 long away to make me living. within me. :: 10.17.2021 :: DOG barked. The night’s silence. Cat absorbed the evil of worse feelings. fifteen stories of pure kumrads die because they’re told. how we felt so cold in this still air; still the arabian sands move. Anciently slow. IF there was a softly spoken voice who called this Soul i awoke in dream///nothing here to see\\\ like a black bird there is no one as me — i taste a shaded darkness as me of intention within a terrible desire ///make me so cold air so still nothing to fear \\ are you breathing the real. EVERYTHING i woke for and everything i long for is so damn far and everything so far — help me everything i fought for everything i cried for in my face was written in my name oh feel the same all within me… everything i hope for and everything i long for is just to0 long away to make me living. within me. :: 10.17.2021 ::

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October 14, 2021

SINGLE SPORE LIBRAN HEART

By EPRobles

SINGLE SPORE of my libran heart
how wonderful to be drawn into this messy abstract Art.

Painting, wishing, dreaming sleeping upon the hard bone of
a dead blue whale’s penis.

Eating orchids. Tasting essences of yesterday’s highness lift shit
so we can wrap it all back

A cedar box of millennia traps where kings and queens souls weep
dream of incarnation — perhaps!

oh hey. wait. i left my car keys upon the kitchen table while dreaming
of my surprising thoughts — no invites.

Oh, fuck. I tasted the baby breath when a saucer flew over my head and
spewed angel hair all over my head.

Hey. wait. i didn’t flush the toilet and now forever am i indebted to the
clean police of refuse. Covid lips taste politicians passionately — govern-
ment box of cedar fox; succeed. indeed.

DIVIDED CANCER WE FALL

:: 10.13.2021 ::

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October 14, 2021

BLACK AIR

By EPRobles

JOY or misery …
contain the storm that sets
within your eyes
Lights at night upon bridges
or a bed of nails at night
___/feel that torn twist in
your side\ and the beat of
furious wings in black air.
AND nightingale bird sings
whilst i dream i c o uld sing
but n’ver are the joys of its
Voice.

Until once a dream came with
a song like a this bird with
a song.

under wings
beneath the skies of my eyes.

:: 10.13. 2021 ::

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October 14, 2021

9 O’CLOCK DESERT

By EPRobles

Down went the bare-assed Sun
UP came the silver cock Moon
devouring light and eating
the twilight desert of that
insatiable monster that is
Between her thighs.

:: 10.13.2021 ::

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October 14, 2021

SERIOUSLY LOVED

By EPRobles

SERIOUSLY LOVED that one, too.
i loved more than the heavens
and dirth. Than any deranged
brilliant animal stuck upon
Earth.

Is she. That, within my heart.

:: 10.13.2021 ::

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October 14, 2021

UNTOUCHABLE

By EPRobles

SEXY untouchable woman
in her silk nun’s habit
One praying for God
the Other praying for Her
stuck her tongue in my mouth
while prostate i prayed
i creamed within my heavenly
prayers. She screamed.

:: 10.13.2021 ::

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